Well, I pull out of Nashville The sun on my windshield Black Forerunner in the summer like a big deal Apron in Starbucks Sweat you're gonna miss me Nah, I smell out over the Mississippi Got a friend out west With a little studio time Foods on the valley And the dream gone wild Ralph's turkey on in the pouch And Ramen in the cup Check the funds in the account When the pennies add up
This far, my chest weighs more like gold I'm try my best Lord to let it unfold For all on the quest Let the story be told Right from the soul
Los Angeles In the all of this Driving the 101 My dream down to the bone Your smile, your kiss Every little part I miss Baby, I'm trying to find a place where we belong
I got a buddy name Sean And a minivan too Cds that I feed How to tour no clue Thousand cap room And only eight people came And five on the guest list were under my name But I slave every one from the bottom of my heart Maybe there'll be sixteen kids next time we start So move with the wind Fifty dollars in my pocket Wait for the sun That civil lightning rocket Two traveling souls Living on the road To wayward kids that how they don't know So we put up with the wind We let it all unfold Straight from the soul
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Mathew William Kearney (Mat Kearney) (SOUNDEXCHANGE)Publicado em 2014ECAD verificado fonograma #13348688 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM